Underwater
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Lyrics
I don't wanna talk anymore Cause every time we do I bring you down You never come by anymore Sure miss having you Around me Cause you ground me And distract me From anxiety I'm on a stationary bike Wondering if this ride Is what the rest of my life looks like I'm a bluff failure Going into the ocean I'm sliding down into the water I never shoulda Pretended to be stable I'm a bluff failure Falling into the ocean Look out down below I gotta Break into smaller little pieces Never shoulda faked it I'm meant to be underwater Underwater Meant to be underwater Underwater Everyday is closer to tomorrow Or is it the same length away? Everyday I'm reaching out Grasping for air and falling down Can I get closer to tomorrow? Why is it always out of reach? Everyday I'm burning out Failing to see why I'm hanging round I'm a bluff failure Going into the ocean I'm sliding down into the water I never shoulda Pretended to be stable I'm a bluff failure Falling into the ocean Look out down below I gotta Break into smaller little pieces Never should of faked it I'm meant to be underwater Underwater Meant to be underwater Underwater Meant to be underwater Underwater Meant to be underwater Underwater
When stability was a bluff: anxiety pulls people away, stationary-bike life, sliding into the ocean: meant to be underwater.
ISRC QZNWV2383907 (soundexchange)
Track seven on MÖB, the emotional low point before the record turns to mania, bowling, and All I Need. The DistroKid credit pane lists music and lyrics as Luke Francis Walton, BMI 00579587572. Producer, mixing, recording, drums, bass, guitar, synthesizer, and singing are billed as Scoobert Doobert. Riley Knapp mastered it. Ear to the Ground Music called it heavy and unusually chart-capable.
The damage is reported from the inside. I don’t wanna talk anymore because talking brings you down; the best image is effort without arrival, a stationary bike and the dread it might be the rest of your life. From there it slides into the chorus, bluff failure, never shoulda pretended to be stable, I’m meant to be underwater, repeated until it sounds like fact and plea at once.
Luke discussed the LP with Guillain-Barré and nearly losing music in the background (Rock Da Fuq Out); the sinking is both psychological and bodily. Between TOO HOT and fuck it let’s go bowling, it’s the depth the buoyant songs are floating above.
A Spotify for Artists email the morning after release (August 26, 2023, 7:46 a.m.) added it to Bedroom Pop (1,092,567 followers).
SubmitHub Popular, Alternative / Indie, Lo-Fi Rock, All time, September 29, 2026. Rank 40 on the United States chart and rank 48 on the All countries chart, 50 points including +5 #RGB bonus points. Sources.
DistroKid credit pane: Music and lyrics, Luke Francis Walton (BMI 00579587572). Producer, mixing engineer, recording engineer, drums, bass, guitar, synthesizer, and singing and vocals billed as Scoobert Doobert. Mastering engineer, Riley Knapp. Album art by Grizzard Graphics is the existing cover credit; this pane does not list graphic design.